all these…
i got bugs
i got bugs in my room
bugs in my bed
bugs in my ears
their eggs in my head
bugs in my pockets
bugs in my shoes
bugs in the way i feel about you
bugs on my window
trying to get in
they don’t go nowhere
waiting, waiting…
bugs on my ceiling
crowded the floor
standing, sitting, kneeling…
a few block the door
and now the question’s:
do i kill them?
become their friend?
do i eat them?
raw or well done?
do i trick them?
i don’t think they’re that dumb
do i join them?
looks like that’s the one
i got bugs on my skin
tickle my nausea
i let it happen again
they’re always takin’ over
i see they surround me, i see…
see them deciding my fate
oh, that which was once…was once up to me…
now it’s too late
i got bugs in my room…one on one
that’s when i had a chance
i’ll just stop now
i’ll become naked
and with the…i’ll become one